Chapter 477 Young People’s Love

In a blink of an eye, it is New Year’s Eve. That night is when every family celebrates the New Year’s Eve and it is also a reunion night.

But for the soldiers stationed on the island, this day was no different from any other day. They could not ask for leave to go home, and there was no so-called family reunion.

Young soldiers, in the most remote places of the country, dedicated their best youth,

The situation this year is somewhat different from the previous year.

In the past, with Liang Guangming around, many things did not fall on Zhao Guosheng and Zhou Chongshan.

But this year Liang Guangming was promoted, and he handed over more responsibilities to the people below him.

In addition, Lin Yulan had just finished her confinement, and her wife and children at home needed his care. While Commander Liang took his responsibilities seriously, he also sought some personal gain for himself.

In this way.

Even on New Year's Eve, Zhou Chongshan was still very busy and could not get away during the day.

The Chinese New Year should have a Chinese New Year atmosphere.

The whole house has to be cleaned, and a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner is also essential.

Just for this meal, Jiang Rou would be busy for two or three days.

Zhou Chongshan wanted to help but didn't want Jiang Rou to be so tired, but he was too busy to get away, so he could only arrange for Song Yan to come and help.

Since Song Yan didn't go home, Jiang Rou had already invited him to come over for the New Year's Eve dinner.

That morning, Song Yan went over to help early.

Song Yan carried Zhou Xiaochuan on his shoulders. Zhou Xiaochuan held a bamboo pole with a rag tied to it in his hand. He held it high and cleaned the cobwebs and dust on the roof.

One big and one small, they work together very well.

The other side.

Zhou Xiaohua and Liu Gensheng took the rags and wiped the table, then the cabinet, and then followed Jiang Rou to wipe the window glass.

The glass is a bit high and the upper corners cannot be touched.

Jiang Rou moved a stool and was about to step on it.

Song Yan saw it and immediately called out to stop him.

"Sister-in-law, stop it, let me do it! Wait for me!"

"Zhou Tuan specifically reminded me that you are pregnant now, so you must be careful. Don't stand so high."

"Come down quickly, come down quickly, and let me clean the windows."

This went on for a while, and Jiang Rou was being watched by Song Yan, but in the end she didn't do much.

Even the washing rag was snatched away by Song Yan because the water was cold.

In the morning, the house was cleaned inside and out.

The glass was spotless and covered with red Spring Festival window paper-cuts, gradually creating a New Year atmosphere.

Waited until the afternoon.

Jiang Rou started to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner, and Song Yan still rushed to help.

She smiled helplessly and asked Song Yan.

"You can cook? Don't waste my chicken, duck and fish."

Song Yan scratched his hair, and the young man looked embarrassed.

He was still not very good at cooking, the best he could do was stir-fry shredded potatoes which he had learned from working in the kitchen.

In order to make the New Year’s Eve dinner tonight delicious, Jiang Rou has to come.

But Song Yan was not idle either. He helped take care of the three children, played games with them, and helped Jiang Rou at the same time. He was multi-tasking and very serious.

Although he was so busy, Jiang Rou still noticed several times that Song Yan was secretly frowning.

The complicated dish was stewing on the stove, and Jiang Rou had some time to rest.

She walked out and found Song Yan frowning in absent-mindedness again.

"Song Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about something?"

Song Yan, who had always been enthusiastic, suddenly became silent and scratched his hair, as if he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Rou asked, "Is this something about your family?"

"It's not a family matter." Song Yan shook his head, hesitated for a while, blushed slightly with embarrassment, and managed to say, "Comrade Yang wrote me a letter."

When Jiang Rou heard the three words "Comrade Yang", she was stunned.

She took a while to react, and looking at Song Yan's dark red face in the middle of winter, she finally realized who this "Comrade Yang" was referring to.

"You mean Teacher Yang?"

Yang Zhenzhen, a former elementary school teacher, is the daughter of Liu Weiguo and Yang Hongping.

Once before, when Song Yan was injured, Yang Zhenzhen brought him food. After a few visits, the two young people began to become friends.

All people remember is Song Yan's happy look in the ward at that time.

"She's been gone for a few months now, but she's still willing to write to you. Isn't that a good thing? It shows that she hasn't forgotten you. Why do you still look so sad?"

Jiang Rou said so.

This is indeed the truth.

But with the revelation of Yang Zhenzhen's true identity, many things have changed.

After Yang Zhenzhen left with her parents, Song Yan thought that their youthful love would end.

Who knew that Yang Zhenzhen would actually write to him.

This letter has been arriving for a long time. Song Yan reads the letter seven or eight times a day, but he doesn't dare to write a reply.

Song Yan was troubled and depressed about this for a long time.

Today is Chinese New Year. Seeing that everyone else is a lively and bustling family, the entanglement and irritability in his heart surged out again.

Song Yan looked at Jiang Rou with embarrassment, his mouth moved and he wanted to open it several times, but he didn't know where to start.

Jiang Rou took a few glances and understood what was going on.

She has experienced the baptism of two "hard-mouthed" couples, Song Qingqian and He Donglai, and Lin Yulan and Liang Guangming. How can a young man like Song Yan, who can't hide things, compare with He Donglai and Liang Guangming?

"Song Yan, do you think you are not worthy of Yang Zhenzhen?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Song Yan's expression suddenly became tense.

He nodded blankly, "Yeah."

Although the young man had some inferiority complex, his eyes were dark and shiny, and he stared at Jiang Rou blankly, as if waiting for an answer.

It can also be seen that Song Yan does not want to give up just like that.

Jiang Rou asked him, "Have you heard about the story of our new political commissar, Political Commissar Tan, and his wife Xie Nian'an?"

Song Yan nodded, "Of course I have heard of it. I'm afraid everyone in the entire military camp knows about it."

How could anyone not like to hear gossip like in a storybook?

Jiang Rou asked again, "Song Yan, do you think Political Commissar Tan and Xie Nian'an are a good match?"

Song Yan said without hesitation, "Yes! They are definitely a good match!"

Gossip aside, the relationship between Political Commissar Tan and Xie Nian'an was unquestionable, and many soldiers secretly envied them.

Jiang Rou smiled softly after hearing what Song Yan said.

"Since Political Commissar Tan and Xie Nian'an are a good match, how can you be sure that you are not worthy of Yang Zhenzhen?"

Finish saying this.

Jiang Rou stood up and went back to the kitchen, looking at the braised pig's trotters that were bubbling.

Outside the house.

Song Yan was left alone in a daze for a long time, then he slapped his thigh with a loud bang!

Yes!

Even a little soldier can fall in love with a young lady from Beijing.

Why can't he?

"Sister-in-law! I understand! I will write back to Comrade Yang when I get home tonight!"

Jiang Rou heard the noise outside and the corners of her mouth raised high.

Young people who can't hide their secrets, their love is so simple and passionate~